Month: April 2013

Today is the final day for National Poetry Writer’s Month 2013. I didn’t follow any prompt, I just looked out over the balcony, with a glass of Shiraz, and let the poem write itself. Go out into the day. Feel the breeze pass its warm palm across your cheek and notice the way…

Today it’s all about the color: Her note was written in blood red ink, telling him that it was over. His answer was sent on the bluest of paper. He knew all along. When they last parted the road they walked away on was clean white canvas.

National Poetry Writer’s Month challenges participants today to select a common proverb— I chose “a picture is worth a thousand words”— and then Google the first three words of the phrase. Peruse the sites for words and phrases that capture your imagination and use them as the inspiration for your poem. I found an interesting page that involve…

Today’s poetry challenge was to take an existing poem and redact all but the words you select to create another shorter poem. The words must flow in the order they were originally written. Make sense? If not, NaPoWriMo explains it in more detail. The poem I chose as the source for my own was Robert…

Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt was to write a ballad. Music once again provides the inspiration, and this time it was the lovely ballad, Tam Lin, performed by Fairport Convention. This song is so beautiful, I remember where I was the first time I heard it on the radio almost 20 years ago. I wanted my…

The Kathleen Edward’s song, In State, was running through my mind and prompted me to write the following poem: In my arms you find shelter from your crimes of passion again, and again. In affairs of the heart, you are just one arrest away from doing life. Back to Me is a terrific album, by…

A triolet for you… Along the Stones When last I smelled the lilac hues The white house stood along the stones But now the fire has claimed it forth When last I smelled the lilac hues Now all that stand are rock and bone Of those who drifted all too soon When last I smelled…

Happy Earth Day! At 4:10 AM the tonic of cool morning lifts me from my dream. Everything I need, my beautiful mother Earth has waiting for me. Life-giving water, plants of green and red and gold- a true smorgasbord. So I say to you, never believe you are poor. The Earth sustains you.

The poetry prompts from NaPoWriMo.net are just plain fun. I’m taking their advice again today and basing my poem on Frank O’Hara’s Lines for the Fortune Cookies. It’s a funny list of fortunes you are unlikely to find in your cookie… though what a wonderful surprise if you did! I find myself discovering new poets and other artists…

I followed the cue of fellow poet and blogger, Mary Beth, and used today’s prompt from NaPoWriMo.net. Today’s challenge was to select at least 5 words from an eclectic list and include them in your poem. My poem is titled Beach Baby, Beach Baby… the lovely painting is by the Spanish artist Joaquin Sorolla (1908). His head…

SALVATION I sliced peaches still hot from the sun into a cerulean bowl filled with cold white milk. If I could place a bite of sweet fruit on the tongue of every madman like it was holy communion, the world would be saved. For how could anyone know the beauty of a warm…